Il lago Tonle e’ la piu’ grande riserva d’acqua dolce del South-East Asiatico: le piogge monsoniche lo gonfiano fino a far raggiungere all’acqua una decina di metri d’altezza, coprendo i campi coltivati durante la stagione secca, grazie a un suolo eccellente per la produzione agricola.

Durante i regni dal Nono al Dodicesimo Secolo, nei fiumi che vi affluivano venivano anche sommerse migliaia di statue Lingas, rappresentate gli organi maschili e femminili a cornucopia di fertilita’.

Oltre diecimila persone vivono di pesca nel villaggio di Kompong Khelang, dividendosi tra chi abita palafitte piu’ vicine alla terra ferma, e chi invece galleggia in modo semi-itinerante, seguendo l’espandere e il ritirarsi del lago durante le stagioni.

Le acque sono solcate dalle classiche “long tail boat”, con l’albero dell’elica di una lunghezza di quasi un paio di metri, alcune delle quali raggiungono velocita’ da off-shore, in totale contrasto con le nasse che affidano il galleggiamento a bottiglie di plastica.


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It has been more than fifty years since I began traveling across the world — and the seven seas — for work or for pleasure, always with a Leica M camera close at hand. The camera has never been an accessory; it has been a constant companion, a way of observing, remembering, and making sense of the places and people I encountered along the way. I started keeping this kind of journal some time ago, not as a diary in the traditional sense, but as a space where images and words could meet. This is not a publication driven by schedules or algorithms. At times I disappear for long stretches; then, inevitably, I return with semi-regular updates. Publishing, for me, is a mirror of my state of mind and emotions. It follows my rhythm, not the other way around. You have to take it exactly as it comes. Every photograph you see here is mine. They are fragments of a life spent moving, looking, and waiting for moments to reveal themselves — often quietly, sometimes unexpectedly. This blog is not about destinations, but about presence. About what remains when the journey slows down and the shutter finally clicks.

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